The road will always lie before you
The choice is whether to step, or demure

If you turn there will only be another
Your fate, on any road, is by design unsure

What you carry may not suffice
Fear may heavy hold you back

Standing still you cannot do
Life cares not for what you lack

ken lehnig(c)2011

------Why is doing what you love the hardest thing to do? Is it because failing what you thought defined you would be too devastating a thing from which to recover? If so, we stay where mere accident has left us.

misty void?
Hummmm!'A misty partial void unset'
'A misty semi-void unset'
'A misty unidentified place unset'
A void couldn't actually set since there is nothing to set. Oh well - I like the line.
I think I'll stand firm here on the right to poetic license. :)